Paroles de Stench Of Flesh

(2 timothy 2: 22) Storms of impulses headed My way to destroy Turning beauty to repulsive In a flash Struggling to restrain This whirlwind of desire Hoping to fulfill what Needs to be controlled Overcome These wicked deadly thoughts Overcome What's in our evil nature Overcome Seconds of pleasure leading to A lifetime of horror Overcome This horror This horror inside me This horror takes control Won't you walk with me tonight The Moon is full & the fog surrounds In the cemetery where we go To our secret place Together where we play Our dirty little game of risk Aware & conscious of our actions